Some old photos of my sweet, precious, beautiful, flawless, perfect bird children*, and another photo of the gang in the garden later in the year.
Sometimes one’ll land right outside my window and start pecking at it/around the moss for secret bug snacks at 5am, and when I get up to see what’s making the noise we’ll both just… Stare awkwardly at each other before either I go back to bed or they fly off.
*They’re not even a little tame, but seeing generations grow up and
visit our feeders has definitely made me feel a little parental of them.
Eurasian/Common Magpie (Pica pica)